The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 317, children can't have an accident

"You can't go wrong... You listen, and immediately send people to Sugawara, be sure to find out the Queen's whereabouts! No matter what method, you must save the Queen of You!" Night Hung is angry and low.

"Subordinate to obey!" Qinglong took the lead to retreat.

The royal study room was silent, and the night game was annoyed sitting on the dragon chair, regretting that he could not protect Yao Mozhen. For the night of the monarchy, the night game is angry, but it doesn't care too much. After all, it is a big man, more than forty counties and counties, and thousands of soldiers. If you want to razor the ruins, it is easy, he hates Night Junqing actually hijacked Yao Mozhen, the woman he cares most in his life.

On the early morning of the next day, the night of the game, the town’s general, Cao Kun, was handsome, and the 100,000-strong army rushed to Jeju, which was opposite to Sugawara. At the same time, the decree was drawn in the ten counties and counties adjacent to Jeju. Jeju, in order to solve the urgent need, the total counted down, there are 600,000 troops, against the original.

When I got this news, Jun Junqing couldn’t help but feel that the night game was so vivid. He told the news that he had 500,000 troops. He sent out 600,000 opponents. Is it in his own eyes? In the end, his ability is only worth the 100,000 soldiers, not to mention, when Jun Junqing put out the news, he concealed 300,000 troops.

In the evening, the moon is rare, the autumn wind is rustling, and in the backyard of Yaofu, the night Junqing is very pleasant and has a glass of wine for Yao Mo.

"In fact, as early as the day of entering the palace, you think that there will be today, right?" The original night Junqing only said that Yao Mozhen had countless money, but he did not want to spend two years, Yao Mozhen actually built Such a huge army, and the horses and weapons are the best.

"The big sister will leave the original to Mo Zhen, and Mo Zhen can disappoint her with a good heart." Yao Mozhen took a glass of wine and looked at the moon in the sky with cold eyes. This is her first time at the night. I mentioned Yao Moxin in front of me.

The heart suddenly seems to be entangled by a string, and casually pulls one end, and the night of the pain is difficult to breathe. He did not interrupt Yao Mozhen’s words, and he did not want to question it, because the night Junqing felt that Yao Mozhen would want to What I said is the truth that I can't ask for.

Sure enough, Yao Mozhen continued to speak after a pause.

"The big sister died very badly. It was so terrible that Mo Zhen just thought about it. He felt heartbroken." The watery scorpion was stained with crystal drops, and Yao Mozhen gently shook the glass of wine, and now he drank, and tasted hundreds of flavors. flooded my mind.

"It is a night game." There is no doubt in the voice of the night Junqing.

"It is him. He planned and planned everything. After the big sister gave birth to his child, he would definitely put the big sister into the cold palace and force the big sister to sign the testimony against Wang Ye. Please believe that the big sister is not voluntary." Yao Mo's eyes have tears in his eyes, and his voice is hoarse. She is repenting and repenting for all her nights.

"There is no deep feeling of love. No one who is a mother will watch her child's accident. Jun Qing understands the bitterness of suffering. If she can use the life of Junqing to change back to Zhong Er, she will return to Mo Xin, and Jun Qing will not marry. The eyes of the night Junqing flow into the heart, even if he guessed the truth early, but when these words were spoken from Yao Mo’s mouth, he still felt unacceptable, that kind of distress, far more than knowing the death Also let him not want to live. Just now, he learned to hide emotions.

"Even if the elder sister refused to sign the word, she still couldn't save the child... The night game actually squatted on the ground in front of the big sister, and the blood was everywhere... Zhonger didn't even have time to call it... ...." Yao Mozhen cherry lips trembled, tears blurred the line of sight, the moon in the sky is no longer clear, from the moment of Zhonger's death, there is no longer a full moon in her life.

"Damn!" The night Jun Qing smashed his fist in the stone case, and the blue gluten on his forehead burst into tears. He really hated it. When he was in the palace, why didn't he slaughter the animal.

"The big sister is very angry. She even wants to rush to kill the night game. It is good to be with him. But she is just a woman with no hands and no strength. What can she do if she excuses her life? Big sister cries and asks questions. For his reasons, there are only four words in exchange for it: Da En Cheng Qiu!" What a funny reason, Yao Mozhen still wants to understand now, the soul of the night game is distorted to what extent, will go down That heavy hand.

"Da En Cheng Qiu?" The sound of the night Junqing reveals a strong killing, and the eyes are gradually stained with blood.

"Yes, it's these four words. The big sister didn't want to understand when she died. Why did she pay without regrets and regrets? In the end, she became a hate! Oh, it's ridiculous, isn't it?" Yao Mo's tears seemed to be broken. The beads fall in the glass and sway in a circle.

"It is his narrow mind, so can not tolerate the wisdom of the sorrow? The **** night game! How can he trample on this insult! It is not as good as the animal!" Rao is the night of the night, can not bear the fact that Raging and roaring.

"But he is trampled, insulted, and murdered Zhong Er, the forced big sister is not as good as death. Sometimes Mo Zhen is grateful to Yao Suzhen, if there is no such dagger, the older sister does not know how much pain to bear. But this can't be the reason why Mo Zhen forgives her. She must accept punishment for everything she has done..." Yao Mozhen put the wine glass on his lips, but his hands trembled to the extreme, and the wine in the glass kept splashing. Come out, soaked Yao Mo's clothes, but she couldn't stop.

"Mo Mo?" Feeling the abnormality of Yao Mozhen, the night Jun Qingqiang resisted the pain of the bottom of his heart, and walked to Yao Mozhen, I saw the deep scorpion staring at the ground, rolling in the thick 窅Black, as if two huge vortexes are swallowing everything, including herself.

"What's wrong with you? Wake up! Wake up!" Night Jun Qing stunned Yao Mozhen, trying to wake her from the magic barrier, but no matter how hard he tried, Yao Mozhen seemed to be like a magic. Trembling, the pupils tightened and his face was pale.

Hate, hate! Yao Mozhen’s tears rolled and fell, and her eyes were white. She kept chasing the figure of Zhonger and running, screaming, questioning where she was wrong? The only thing that can be echoed in the ear is the crying of Zhong Er, the voice falling on Yao Mo's heart, like a sharp arrow, stabbing her blood.

“噗—” Seeing Yao Mo’s temperament, the blood splattered from the throat, and the night’s fear of fear was overwhelming. He shook Yao Mo’s desperately, but he still screamed but still had no effect until the end, Yu Junqing Suddenly, he slammed at Yao Mo's back neck.

"Oh..." Yao Mozhen fainted in the arms of the night, quiet, like a sleeping cat, motionless.

"There is a sister like you, you can be surprised. You can rest assured that you are not alone. You have been alone for two years. You will be the road to Junqing for two years. Two years later, Jun Qing will show you the sky!” Night Jun Qing’s distressedly took Yao Mozhen back to the room until Yao Mozhen slept in the past.

This night, the night Jun Qingqing looked at the direction of the imperial city and drank nearly ten old daughters and red daughters. The first time she cried, she was so confused that she was taken back to the room by the thunder and was unconscious. When he was in the Prince’s House, he did a lot of work, but what makes Ben Lei happy is that this time, he heard it in the night of the Qing Dynasty, not only Yao Moxin’s name, but also Yao Mozhen...

After the afternoon of the next day, when the night was clear from the middle of the night, I saw the beauty of the owner of the enchanting face, sitting on my bed and playing with the thumb on the thumb.

"Wake up?" Seeing the night Junqing with his hand to help the amount, slowly got up, Yan Nanzhen only opened, the eyes actually rose a sense of sympathy.

"How come you?" Seeing the face of the demon charm, the night Junqing did not even have a trace of surprise, just asked a word, then walked toward the table and sipped.